Chapter: 8
He was dressed in white golf attire, looking rich and handsome. He was so tall that he stood out among the crowd.
Just like at the law firm, Waylen pretended not to know Rena and only greeted Vera's husband.
Vera's husband was flattered, so he smiled back.
Then Waylen glanced at Rena.
Rena had smooth, supple skin, and she had deliberately worn clothes that highlighted her good figure.
The tight-fitting white T-shirt made her look energetic, while her light grey shorts showcased her perfect long legs.
And her long, wavy brown hair was tied in a neat bun, which added to her charm.
Waylen glanced at her long and slender Legs and asked casually, "And you are...?"
Waylen pretended not to know Rena. Vera's husband, however, was quite sensible and didn't expose his lie.
“Mr. Fowler, this is Vera's college classmate, Miss Rena Gordon. She's a piano teacher."
Waylen chuckled knowingly.
"Nice to meet you, Miss Gordon!"
With a faint smile on his face, he stretched out his hand like a real gentleman.
Around them, the other elite men looked over curiously. When they saw that the pretty Rena was here for Waylen, they were green with envy.
Someone even commented, “Mr. Fowler, you're a lucky man."
Rena was a little inexperienced and had never been in this situation before. Being talked about so openly, she couldn't help but blush and timidly reach out her small hand.
Waylen's big hand shook hers.
Then he let go of her hand and said with a charming smile, "Miss Gordon, would you like to play a round of golf with me?"
Without waiting for a response, he turned around and started walking towards the court, as though he wasn't going to let her refuse.
Rena had no choice but to follow him.
Behind her, Harold held the golf club and watched them with a straight face.
Waylen was in a good mood today, so he didn't grow impatient even though Rena said she didn't know how to play golf.